And of course he would say "I love it when you talk dirty." And she'd call him an idiot.
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
"Jesus, Munch, this isn't Sex Talk and I don't want to see your credt car-oh, shit. Something just licked my left heel."
Bwah. I'm gonna keep my brother out of public office one day, aren't I?Or at least be his Roger Clinton.
Much guilt and shame resulted, though as what came up? A study about orphans in Romania. Sigh. People suck. And I'm a bad, shallow person.
Oh dear. You know what's sad? Some sixth grader is googling for information on orphans in Romania, and being introduced to the mechanics of dumpster sex.
OMG, won't somebody think of the children?(The ones who aren't gonna grow up to write about intoxicated detectives in trash bins, that is.)
I have finished crossover spy porn! Whoo!
I need a Brit-check. Specifically on the issue of whether the word "tab", as in a bar tab, is something that Brits would use, but I wouldn't mind a read-through for any other glaring errors. Pluses would include knowledge of Alias/MI-5 and a tolerance for pretty men having sex.
"I always did like a small room," Munch says.
"I'll believe that when I see it.Ew, just stuck my hand in something soft and squishy."
"That is emphatically not mine," Munch says. "I swear."
"Yeah, yeah. I get it. Dick of steel. Could you lighten up or something...you're taking all the fun out of this!"
"At least there's some to ruin, right?"
"Whatever. Could you just be kissing me now?" About half an hour passes."What the hell was that?"
"Wow, I guess that was just a rumor about you and Felton. But I had no idea you forgot what they felt like."
"No, not that. Something creepy with feet. The "Eyes Wide Shut" part of this day is so over. We have to do it inside, like people."
"Or in the park, like Californians."
"Yeah, but...yikes! John, don't let go...there's a hole!"
"Yeah, but it's more than that."
"Oh, for the love of...in the Dumpster, Gonad Man!"
"Do I get a cape? And a...what-do-you-call it?"
"Codpiece? I guess,"
"That was fast."
"Ed's sister's in Renfaire. And I know how you think!"
"You really are the only woman who gets me."
"I wouldn't go that far!"
I'm totally dead laughing.
Jeeeez, erika. Including the "kissing me now" shoutout.
Aw, thanks. Yeah, I'm proud of that. I wondered if it might be over the top, but once you've had two best friends in the grip of second childhood climb in a Dumpster together, it's kind of too late to worry about it.